{"id":111,"date":"2025-06-21T16:35:46","date_gmt":"2025-06-21T16:35:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2025\/06\/21\/saturday-night-at-the-oldies-brian-wilson-and-phil-spector\/"},"modified":"2025-06-21T16:35:46","modified_gmt":"2025-06-21T16:35:46","slug":"saturday-night-at-the-oldies-brian-wilson-and-phil-spector","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2025\/06\/21\/saturday-night-at-the-oldies-brian-wilson-and-phil-spector\/","title":{"rendered":"Saturday Night at the Oldies: Brian Wilson and Phil Spector"},"content":{"rendered":"

Luis Sanchez<\/a>:<\/span><\/p>\n

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The drift of influence between Brian Wilson and Phil Spector was fraught with one-sided expectation and imbalance of respect. It played out to mortifying effect when Brian offered one of his own songs, \u201cDon\u2019t Hurt My Little Sister,\u201d for the wall of sound treatment, pitching it as an arrangement for Darlene Love in the summer of 1964. Spector took the gesture as an opportunity to embarrass his eager admirer. At first he humored Brian by taking the time to record an instrumental backing track for the song, even coolly inviting him to participate in a recording session for it. Brian was somewhat taken aback by Spector\u2019s acknowledgment, but he agreed to play piano for a number of takes, nervously, expectantly, before Spector cut him off abruptly and sent him on his way, thanks very much. Later, he told Brian that his piano playing just maybe wasn\u2019t up to snuff and he had no plans to ever finish the record, so don\u2019t ask. An official American Federation of Musicians paycheck was drawn and sent to Brian for the exact time he put into the session. If such a slight even fazed Brian, he didn\u2019t acknowledge it publicly, and \u201cDon\u2019t Hurt My Little Sister\u201d<\/a> eventually wound up on The Beach Boys\u2019 "Today!" album, sung from the perspective of a protective older brother.<\/span><\/p>\n

The force of Spector\u2019s studio craft can be heard in the way it subsumes the materials of its process. For all of its magnificent impact, the music he envisioned, committed to tape and put out into the world, is possessed of self-aggrandizement, where a density of sound is dominated by the force of personality. A record like the 1963\u2019s \u201cBe My Baby\u201d<\/a> is practically impenetrable. The double boom, boom-boom, thwack!<\/em> drum pattern that bursts the song open sounds like thick slabs of concrete stacking together, setting up a chamber with an opening just big enough for The Ronettes to sing from. Veronica Bennett pleads with such conviction and it seems like it has enough power to devastate Spector\u2019s wall. But the architecture the song erects is too constrictive. As hard as Bennett\u2019s wail pushes, it always echoes back on to itself; and when the music was no longer enough to keep it contained, Spector eventually made the song a grim fact, turning his marriage to Bennett into her real-life prison well into the 1970s.<\/span><\/p>\n

Of all of Spector\u2019s work, \u201cBe My Baby\u201d<\/a> etched itself the deepest into Brian\u2019s mind. In its own way, this recording is a gaping enigma in the story of Brian\u2019s journey as an artist. Throughout the years, it comes up again and again in interviews and biographies, variably calling up themes of deep admiration, a source of consolation, and a baleful haunting of the spirit. Author David Dalton tells a particularly evocative story about spending time at Brian and then-wife Marilyn\u2019s Bel Air home in the late \u201960s aftermath of "Smile." While the couple is away, he discovers a box of tapes inside their bedroom one day. \u201cI assumed they were studio demos or reference tracks and threw one on the tape machine. It was the strangest thing,\u201d he wrote. \u201cAll the tapes were of Brian talking into a tape recorder. Hour after hour of stoned ramblings on the meaning of life, color vibrations, fate, death, vegetarianism and Phil Spector.\u201d Dalton sketches Brian\u2019s preoccupation with \u201cBe My Baby\u201d in terms of a spiritual seeker assiduously attempting to penetrate the mysteries of an occulted object. Brian kept copies of the song available everywhere inside his home, in his car, at the studio, for constant immersive listening. The final result of the story and the variations of it that accumulate from an array of biographies and documentaries is an image of wretchedness: Brian locked in the bedroom of his Bel Air house in the early \u201970s, alone, curtains drawn shut, catatonic, listening to \u201cBe My Baby\u201d over and over at aggressive volumes, for hours, as the rest of The Beach Boys record something in the home studio downstairs.<\/span><\/p>\n

The woeful irony here is that years before Brian retreated impetuously to the safety of a real or manufactured catatonia, he not only mastered the keyed-up instrument combinations and high-stakes Wagnerian sensation of Spector\u2019s sensibility, but he also worked out a way to breach its ferocity. While putting together material for The Beach Boys\u2019 spring 1964 album, the stupidly titled "Shut Down Vol. 2," Brian wrote \u201cDon\u2019t Worry Baby,<\/a>\u201d a song that he hoped would convince Spector after \u201cDon\u2019t Hurt My Little Sister\u201d failed to. For Brian, the allure and power of creative proprietorship never compelled him the way it compelled Spector; the satisfaction of having one of Spector\u2019s girl groups be the voice of one his songs was in itself more than enough of a reason to pursue collaboration. Fortunately or not, Spector never expressed an interest and Brian recorded \u201cDon\u2019t Worry Baby\u201d with The Beach Boys and released it as the B-side on the single for \u201cI Get Around.\u201d Despite the title\u2019s obvious reference to \u201cBy My Baby,\u201d the overall effect of The Beach Boys record is radically different from anything Spector could have achieved with it.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

The lyrics of the Beach Boy songs were puerile and 'puellile' but the melodies, harmonies, and production job were outstanding.  Brian's "Wave of Sound" (a Mavphil<\/em> coinage!) stacks up well against Phil's "Wall of Sound." <\/span><\/p>\n

Compare Then I Kissed Her<\/a> with Then He Kissed Me<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Luis Sanchez: The drift of influence between Brian Wilson and Phil Spector was fraught with one-sided expectation and imbalance of respect. It played out to mortifying effect when Brian offered one of his own songs, \u201cDon\u2019t Hurt My Little Sister,\u201d for the wall of sound treatment, pitching it as an arrangement for Darlene Love in … Continue reading “Saturday Night at the Oldies: Brian Wilson and Phil Spector”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-111","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=111"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=111"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=111"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=111"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}